Syovial Swell Poem by Miss Fairytale

I am rheumatoid,
One with disease
Clamped into my bones
By the synovial swell.

I am disgusting,
One with sickness,
Weak from fat to skin
Weak from blood to bone.

I am lethargy
Disguised as laziness
By the painted sheets
They throw over me.

I am dependent
On other hands
To grip the nouns.


October 10th 2007


[ They think I'm lazy, they think I'm a liar.
They don't believe that one so young as me can a disease association with the elderly. It's not an elderly disease, it's and anyone disease. ]